#my guilty pleasure is writing very dramatic poetry to cope with mental illness and life events

[thorns-in-daisy-fields]

Icarus

flung himself

towards the

sun,

-

Orpheus

crossed

the point of

no return,

-

and Achilles

tipped the scales

at the price of his life

for the relief

of his lover's justice.

-

-

And me?

-

-

I sit on

my bedroom floor

with my head

between my knees

knowing love and grief

walk hand in hand

with fear and madness

following close behind.

-

-

I felt Icarus stumble

with clumsy wings

as he chased the one thing

that kept him from

freezing to death

-

He hugs me around the neck.

He whispers into my ear,

"It is worth it."

He squeezes me as if to beg

me to listen.

As if we'll both regret it if I don't.

"It is worth it. It is worth it. It is worth it."

-

So I ignore the warnings.

I ignore the flames.

I ignore the water.

-

Because

according to Icarus

it is worth it.

-

It is worth it. It is worth it. It is worth it.

-

-

I felt Orpheus' life crumble

at the alter

as he lost everything

that made his life

worth living.

-

He taps my shoulder

as I walk through Hades' trial.

I keep my eyes facing forward.

"There are no second chances here"

he warns me, his voice just above

a whisper.

"You might as well gouge your eyes out now

if you still want to stand a chance."

I squeez then shut instead.

-

Though, I wonder if he is right.

-

Before I know it, I'm looking for something to do it with

because Orpheus said

it was my only hope.

-

-

I felt Achilles scream and tear his hair out

when he found

his whole world

gone.

I felt the earth shudder as he

cried.

-

He stands beside me like a soldier.

He leans closer as he speaks,

his voice carrying the calmness

of a broken man.

"I say do what you will..."

-

He is quiet for a long moment.

I watch him for an answer.

He seems annoyed.

As if

his answer is obvious.

-

"...You see, you'll do everything

you can,

and they'll still be gone,

and it will still

be your fault...

And when it's over?"

He pauses again

and his silence weighs my chest down.

"Well..."

He doesn't say anything else.

-

He doesn't say anything else because he doesn't need to.

-

Icarus is a dead man.

Orpheus is a dead man.

Achilles

is

a

dead

man.

-

-

They are dead because love and

tragedy

go hand in hand,

yet they still had the courage

to follow

close behind.

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-

-is gouging my eyes out really the answer?